diary of a nobody

Why do I seem to get so many strange offers of combined "would you like to be my friend, and hey while you are at it, will you marry me"??............ what part of , welcome to my blog, I'm gay , and I'm pretty screwed up at the moment, makes young chaps think I may be marriage material? I'm more than happy to chat away or correspond with any man women or beast, but trust me I ain't marriage material!

To round off my holiday recounts the following three weeks, after my previous utterances are more or less as follows..
* travelled for a week through France spending most time in Loire valley, all in the company of Miss A and Miss B

* Collected Miss C from Marseilles airport and headed back up to Avignon for the evening

*Met Miss D and her boyfriend Mister A (the jock as Miss A called him) and headed on down to Provence area to spend a completely relaxing villa for the week, doing very little apart from cooking(which I adore doing, in turn leading to me getting big headed after plethora of complements on aforementioned cooking) Basically the week was , Get up late, sunbath, hang out by pool, swim, sunbath, drink, smoke too much , have a nap, then cook lunch for everyone! then the same again in the evening...It was quite heavenly.

*Then Miss B, C, D and Mr A all depart (by the way all mentioned persons apart from me were Irish, I didn't speack to an english person for 2 and a half weeks! causing me to become over English and ended up speaking in the fashion of an Ealing comedy!)

*Myself and Miss A drive down to cote d'azure, spend a day on a Lebanese Billionaires yacht? Half a day with a lunatic women in her boyfriends 10,000 grand a day "crib" (all associates of Miss A?).Stay in some amazing harbour, parade down harbourfront, clutching remains of Miss A's front Bumper, which seemingly lost its war with the speed bumps! (my skills in the field of mechanics were called upon several times during this trip!)Regrouped hopped on up to Monaco and headed East for Italy.....[ALTHOUGH THIS PART OF THE STORY SEEMS RATHER CRAZY , IT IS ALL COMPLETLY TRUE, I GOT TO SEE HOW THE OTHER SIDE LIVE, JUST FOR A SECOND, AND WHEN PEOPLE SAY MONEY DOSENT BRING YOU HAPPYNESS! WELL THAT ISNT BULLSHIT, I SAW UNHAPPINESS AND FAKENESS, AND A LOT OF PEOLPE WHO HAVE LOST TOUCH WITH WHAT WE CALL REALLITY. HAPPINESS BRINGS HAPPINESS, MONEY JUST HELPS, BUT WITHOUT A HAPPY MIND AND SOUL, MONEY MIGHT AS WELL BE BLANK PAPER]

*Then it was off to San Remo, Turin, the Alps, Lake Geneva, France.....

*Stopped by armed police for speeding, fined, sent on our way..

* Up to Dunkirk, drive up to sunny Midlands and my home...and that's what I did in three weeks!

........Of course now I'm back, I'm fairly much broke, and I can go back to wailing on about my woes of former girlfriend scenario (of which there have been developments!)which I'm quite sure you all greatly look forward to..

Im back in the dvd/internet shop. And so I will begin my recounts of holiday...
My grande vacance, started in Bambury, many miles away from my home but a good intersection point to meet my friend Miss A , who had come over earlier from Ireland with Miss B to spend a few days at the Hay on wye book festival. So I manage to find them (in a pub of course) then comes the drive down to Ashford in Kent. A place I have to admit Id never heard of, to me all it seemed to consist of was a Holiday Inn just off the relevent motrway... Everything was "grand" until four O'clock in the morning when the fire alarm went off (anyone who knows me , knows I dont go outdoors before my hair is perfected!) , I managed to survive the non-fire, but at this point I felt a slight unease about the fothcoming three weeks.....(back to the old former girlfreind thing) you see ive spent the previous twelve months doing all holidays(of which there were severall) with the former girlfreind, and although Im constantly perceived as ultra confident, Im not really, Im allways surrounded by old freinds who act as a comfort zone. And here I find myself in a car park, at some un godly hour, in who knows where, with freind of former girlfreind (Miss A) and someone Id only just met (Miss b) ,looking like a complete fright!.... So far I was definetly out of my comfort zone, I may not have been heading for mount everest base camp (like former girlfreind) but I was in the wilds of Kent and very soon Id be In a Norfolk Ferry, crossing the english channel, which isnt far off?.....

I have finally returned from my trip away. I dont have an awfull long time right now to go through my tales of europe (due to being in dvd shop/internet cafe) More indepth tales will follow. But what I will say is what started as a trip through france ending in a stay in provence, then turned into a crazy journey down to the cote d'azure, monaco, Italy, over the swiss border into Geniva, and heaven knows elsewhere! It was all jolly great fun and has done me the world of good. So im sure you will all be very bored with my "O what a great time Ive had" recounts of it all.
But you know what, It goes to show you really dont know whats around the corner. Id had some bad times recentley and Im glad I got a few weeks away from all that....